Poems from OKPCREE
The vine calls to me,
The thorns fall apart,
the roses shrivel up
and the buds fall down,
So I follow
Through the heart of the vine
lies...
Why is it the human element that drives me,
When I am a cold machine
Constructed of pure malice...
Will the sadness that fills mypink balloon dog heart fade away Just as I will?
I fear I am too serious,I fear that I lost what shouldn’t...
I’m burning through this time,
Where has the sand gone?
When has it slip past me?
Even when I try to firmly grip the earth,
It falls...
The gracious earthworms are spreading over me
crawling over every surface and crevice of my body
as I lay in hibernation in the brown soil...